are left unsaid...

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even to make way for your breath

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those flowery verses inscribed by the poets on the sands of time...





a synonym of the 'Beloved,' even if they are a mere shadow in the dusk of our lives...

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One of the uncertain realities
of life

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brings with it
the bitter-sweet
symphony of the
bygone era...

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the season of emotions
begins to change

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It takes a particle
of you,
never to be
replaced,
until the last
breath...

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Let my verses
be that eternal gift
for you

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My life is a gift
of your
prayers...

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We never knew
We will become
LOVE

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